From Sea To Shining Sea

No matter how many times I’ve flown from LA to NY, I am always astounded by the magnificence of our nation. On the map, state lines mark boundaries the country itself does not show. Instead, I see one seamless panorama that begins from the azure Pacific, across the craggy mountains, over the scarlet canyons, past russet plains, manicured farmlands, evergreen forests, and major cities, finally ending with the full moon shining down on the Atlantic, as magical twinkling of Manhattan welcomes me home. Truly, this is America The Beautiful.